Answer:
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
What travels from coast to coast without ever moving?
Of these everyone has ten, part of two wholes at the arms end. What are they?
Kids play it and Michelangelo sculpted with it.
There are 7 birds in a tree. A hunter shoots one bird down. How many birds are left in the tree?
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.